Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 432 I am Su Daqiang! Zhu Jianji became Zhu Jianqi!

Zhu Youyi knelt in front of the East Palace Gate.

When Zhu Youping was murdered and drowned, Zhu Jianji's first thought was that his boss had done it.

The return of the fourth child will threaten Zhu Youyi's position as grandson. Not to mention that he will be replaced. At least Zhu Youyi will not be as happy as he is now.

As the relationship between Zhu Jianjian and the old emperor became tense, the civil servants collectively placed their bets on Zhu Youyi.

Zhu Youyi straightened up immediately.

Even facing his father, he still had some confidence.

And Zhu Jianji has gradually become a loner.

Therefore, Zhu Youyi did not want the little fourth to come back.

However, the little boy was lucky enough to fall into the Volga River. It took him half an hour to be fished out, but he survived.

Daming did not pay much to rescue Xiao Laosi from the Shang Kingdom.

It's just that Zhu Jianjian can't live with it.

This lineage has always been a money-losing boss, but this time it owes even more.

If you continue to owe money, you won't be able to pay it back in your lifetime, so you can only kill the debtor.

Zhu Jianji had a thick face and a dark heart, no less than his father.

The news that Zhu Youyi was kneeling outside the East Palace reached the previous dynasty, and the official of the former dynasty immediately entered the palace to open his eyes for his grandson.

This made Zhu Jianji very angry. You didn't help me when I was bullied. But when he was bullied, you all stood up for him?

Why? Who is the prince?

The problem is, there is also his confidant, Zhang Cong.

Zhu Jianji drove Yan Guan away, and these censors ran to the Yangxin Hall to cry.

Soon, Zhu Jianji was announced to the Yangxin Hall.

Zhu Qiyu's good mood was ruined by the troubles in the fourth brother's family.

"Fourth child, I have heard about the matter of the fourth child in your family."

"Who did it? Let's investigate slowly."

"I don't care about you for corporally punishing your son, but you are busy with things in the past and you are unwilling to deal with government affairs. All these government affairs are on the shoulders of the great grandson."

"My grandson was punished to kneel by you, and the affairs of the previous dynasty were delayed, which will cause turmoil in the world."

Zhu Qiyu said: "Give me a penny and let him deal with government affairs first. As for the situation of your fourth son, we can investigate slowly. How about that?"

"My son obeys the decree." Zhu Jian knew that his father would plead for his boss.

Zhu Youyi burst into tears with gratitude: "My grandson, thank you for your grace!"

Zhu Jianji was shocked. When did his eldest son and the old emperor become so close?

I bet during this time, his father was trying to win over his eldest son.

His heart became even colder. In order to fight against him, the old emperor began to win over his own followers.

"Go ahead, the government affairs of the previous dynasty are all on your shoulders. It's not easy for you, I know it." Zhu Qiyu won over his grandson, because he could not succeed to the throne over his father.

The only person who threatens Zhu Qiyu's throne is Zhu Jianji himself.

Just force him to be isolated and helpless, and let him slowly break the situation. When he is done breaking the situation, he will die.

It was not to kill Zhu Jianji, but to make it more difficult for him to succeed to the throne.

"Thank you, Grandpa Emperor, for your kindness." Zhu Youyi kowtowed, stood up with the help of the eunuch, and slowly walked out of the Yangxin Hall.

"I have already reprimanded the Fourth Brother. You can go back later." Zhu Qiyu still had to put on the charade of charity.

"Your Majesty, I still have something to say." Censor Zhang Cong said.

Zhu Qiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, Zhang Cong was the fourth child.

"I have a few words of advice regarding the earthquake in Pyongyang Prefecture..."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "I don't care about the past. You can talk to the prince."

He didn't want to hear this shit.

In recent days, his body has recovered well and his energy has improved. He just wants to wait for the eye surgery to see the world clearly again for two more years. That's all he thinks about.

Zhang Cong stopped talking.

But Zhu Qiyu waved them out and told them not to bother him about the previous affairs.

"Where's Concubine Tan?"

Zhu Qiyu wanted to consult Concubine Tan whether this eye surgery would be too risky?

"Slave, I'll go and invite you now."

Concubine Tan has not been feeling well these past two days. She is almost eighty years old. She has been going to bed early and getting up late recently, and her bones have become heavier.

Mainly because in the past few years, she had served the old emperor closely, which had exhausted her body.

At this time, she was washing up.

As she got older, her face was covered with wrinkles and age spots, and she was reluctant to take care of them. She even stopped looking in the mirror for many years.

Sometimes, she also thinks that it would be a happy thing for a woman to completely freeze her best years.

Fortunately, she is in her seventies and eighty, and her beautiful appearance has long since faded, but the man beside her has never disliked her and stayed with her till the end of her life.

As an emperor who has been in charge of the world for nearly seventy years, the person who has been with him the longest is actually himself. And for the past twenty years, he has only had one woman. This alone is enough to make the women in the world envious.

How many women in the world enjoy absolute power and the love of an emperor?

She is the happiest woman in the world.

The only pity is that her son is not destined to be the emperor, but he is still the emperor of a vassal state and the king of a country, so he should be satisfied.

After hearing the eunuch's summons, she quickly packed up and walked into the main hall.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to be so cold? It's October now. You can open the windows, but you can't sit on the draft. Even if the weather is nice today, you have to be careful."

Concubine Tan babbled while closing the window.

It was actually very hot in the room.

Then he came over and touched the old emperor's head: "Fortunately, I don't have a cold. Go get the thermometer and measure it for Your Majesty."

"Mom, can you use both the thermometer clamp and the oral thermometer?" the maid asked.

"Use them all for Your Majesty."

Concubine Tan walked around the old emperor and took a look before saying, "Your Majesty looks good today."

"My dear concubine, don't be busy. I'll blow the air through the hall. It's too hot today and I don't have a cold." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.

"What if? Your Majesty has just finished the operation. There is no room for error."

Concubine Tan checked his pulse again and nodded after confirming that nothing was wrong: "I have been reading medical books these past two days and have a detailed understanding of the eye surgery you are going to do."

She said while sitting on the Jindun: "This operation is not very risky. I have checked all the medical cases in the past three years and the failure rate is only 0.1%."

"With a doctor's level, he shouldn't miss anything."

"What I mean is that on the day of the operation, I will accompany you in the operating room."

Zhu Qiyu nodded lightly: "With my beloved concubine here, I can rest assured."

"Have been half-blind for almost ten years."

"When I know I can regain my light, I feel happy inside. I feel as happy as a child."

"However, in these years, I have really been like a child, needing to be taken care of everywhere."

Zhu Qiyu looked at Concubine Tan's face: "My beloved concubine, thanks to you for always taking care of me, my body will recover quickly, thanks to you."

Concubine Tan smiled with wrinkles on her face and smiled contentedly: "I, I, should take care of you."

"I see that you have become tired and thin. You and I should sleep in separate beds in the past few days. You can sleep the whole night and avoid being woken up by me often. My legs feel uncomfortable and I have to rub them. Alas, It’s hard on you.”

Concubine Tan shook her head: "Your Majesty, if you are not around, I can't sleep. It's better to let me serve you. I don't worry if others serve me. You make some noise at night, and I know what you want. You have changed the eunuch. "Gong'e serves, they don't know, and they want you to tell them."

Zhu Qiyu looked at her, his eyes full of love: "You are getting older, how can you do it if you work like this all the time? I feel sorry for you."

But Concubine Tan is firm and must serve her personally.

Zhu Qiyu reluctantly agreed.

He was worried that there would be other people around him while he was sleeping, which would keep him awake all night.

He felt relieved only when Concubine Tan was by his side, because Concubine Tan had huge interests tied to him and would never betray him.

The key is that she seems to have a harmonious relationship with the fourth son, but they are all pretending. After all, she will definitely feel uncomfortable if the fourth son surpasses her two sons and ascends to the crown prince position.

She would never help the prince kill her husband and ruin her own wealth.

Therefore, Zhu Qiyu was most at ease with her.

Furthermore, he was used to serving Concubine Tan, so if it were someone else who really wouldn't care about him, Concubine Tan was extremely dedicated to him, but it wouldn't be possible for someone else.

"Open your mouth."

Concubine Tan put the thermometer into Zhu Qiyu's mouth as if coaxing a child.

Zhu Qiyu always had a kind smile on his face, but his old eyes were cloudy and no one could tell what he was thinking.

After a lot of work, Concubine Tan confirmed that Zhu Qiyu was fine.

Then he pushed the wheelchair and pushed the old emperor out to bask in the sun.

At ten o'clock at noon, he and the old emperor ate together in the Yangxin Hall.

"My dear concubine, you have been working too hard recently. Eat more. At this age, you should not control your diet."

In order to please the emperor, the concubines in the harem would deliberately control their diet.

Unless the emperor likes fat people.

Zhu Qiyu likes to be neither fat nor thin, so the concubines in the harem, including Gong'e, are like this.

"I won't eat anymore. I haven't had much appetite these days."

Concubine Tan ate some vegetables. Because eating vegetables is unobstructed, the vitality of the stomach decreases with age. No matter how much fish or meat you eat, you will become constipated.

Serving the emperor all year round, if he farts often, how can the old emperor bear it?

As a health expert, Concubine Tan rarely eats meat, because meat has too many calories, and she doesn't exercise regularly, so she can't burn off the calories. The calories will accumulate in the stomach and form heat, which will eventually lead to diseases.

And if you don’t eat any meat, your whole body will be weak and your health will be out of balance.

Therefore, it is necessary to mix meat and vegetables, with vegetarian food as the mainstay and meat as the supplement.

Concubine Tan has been eating one tael of beef, one egg, and two taels of milk every day since she was thirty years old. The rest is all vegetables. She usually eats more fruits, mainly fruits with less sugar.

Zhu Qiyu's diet is very rich. He eats everything. As he gets older, he eats less meat and more vegetables.

But he doesn't eat fruits because they contain high sugar content. He eats cucumbers and persimmons almost every day, and occasionally adds bitter melon, papaya and the like.

Zhu Qiyu's diet has always been extremely strict. He is like a ruthless rice machine. He can eat nutritious things, but nutritious things must be unpalatable.

Zhu Jianqi and Zhu Jianzhen couldn't eat it, and they felt nauseated when they saw the food that was difficult to swallow. Only the old emperor could eat it, and he would eat it as long as it was nutritious and beneficial.

In the afternoon, the imperial doctor and eunuchs helped the old emperor do rehabilitation exercises.

The old emperor was very strong. In terms of survival, he had a stronger desire to survive than anyone else.

After the sun went down, he began to wash and rest.

As people age, their metabolism slows down, and the body's cutin, which is white skin, increases significantly, while the body's mud becomes less.

Even if I haven't showered for half a year, I won't be covered in black mud, but my body will be covered in white skin, even right after washing. It sticks to my body like fish scales, which makes people look disgusting.

Of course, stink is unavoidable. As people get older, they will have stink. No matter how clean they are, they will still have this smell.

Children have a pleasant smell, but older people have an extremely unpleasant smell.

No matter how powerful you are, it can't bring you new life.

"Why hasn't Liu Daxia left for Beijing yet?"

The next morning, Zhu Qiyu said in a gloomy tone: "Go and tell the prince to let Liu Daxia return to Beijing quickly so that someone else can go to North Korea to provide disaster relief."

Liu Daxia, that bastard, had tricked him.

But the old emperor pushed Zhu Youyi out. Zhu Youyi didn't notice it until now, and thought it was him who drowned Zhu Youjin.

What a fool.

Without my help, how could you have gone so smoothly?

Using Zhu Youyi to threaten Zhu Jianji is telling him that it doesn't matter if you die, I still have a grandson and other sons.

Therefore, Liu Daxia must come back.

As for Liu Daxia's cheating on him, let's settle it slowly. When I finish the operation, where will you run?

Zhu Qiyu hasn't talked to himself for a long time.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Zhu Jianjun entered the palace. Even though he saw the old man with a kind-hearted face as always, he still couldn't like him. He saluted respectfully and then became silent.

He didn't have so many rules before.

In these years, the emperor's rules in the Yangxin Palace were very small. When courtiers came in, they would only kneel once.

Zhu Jianzhen didn't kneel down very much before. He always cupped his hands. When he came in, he would eat and take whatever he had. There was a close relationship between father and son.

But now, he is tied up, speaking awkwardly, acting awkwardly, and feeling awkward in every aspect.

"Prince, the Shenghu earthquake has already happened."

"Liu Daxia's presence or absence will not play a decisive role."

Zhu Qiyu said: "It's better to transfer him back to the capital. I'm going to have another operation. It would be better if there are more talents in the capital."

"Your Majesty, Liu Daxia is the chief minister of the dynasty and is in charge of Shenghu. It can be said that the central government attaches great importance to the disaster area. Moreover, it is still a critical moment for rescue. Liu Daxia can get twice the result with half the effort by sitting in charge. He should not be transferred back."

Zhu Qiyu knew that he disagreed.

"Old Fourth, my health is getting worse day by day. If I look at anyone more, I will look at you more, and if I look at you less, I will miss you."

Zhu Qiyu played the emotional card: "Surgery is risky after all."

"What if the operation fails and I die, don't you need to be the chief minister when you ascend the throne?"

"All major events in the world require the chief assistant to be in charge."

"But when the chief minister of a country goes to a disaster area to provide disaster relief, isn't it not that he is overqualified? Just tens of thousands of people affected by the disaster are ordinary people, but four billion people in the world are not ordinary people?"

Zhu Qiyu exhaled a breath: "Old Si, my body may not be able to withstand this operation."

"Your Majesty, please don't keep silent." Zhu Jianji wished that he would die immediately.

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "Let him come back, just in case something unexpected happens."

"Disaster area..."

"The disaster area can't survive without Liu Daxia?"

"Isn't Zhu Hooyong here?"

"He is your eldest grandson. Isn't he a greater threat than Liu Daxia?"

Zhu Qiyu said angrily: "Okay, I'm not discussing this with you. You should immediately send an order to transfer Liu Daxia back to Beijing. The operation time will be on the first day of November."

Zhu Jianji was secretly annoyed that the old emperor did not issue the imperial edict, so he asked him to do so and he would take responsibility for the insult.

The old emperor always used to play tricks like this, but he didn't even notice.

"By the way, Concubine Tan has not thought about food or tea these past few days."

Zhu Qiyu said: "Go to the capital and invite a few opera troupes to enter the palace. Concubine Tan loves to watch operas. Let her perform in the palace for a few days to make her happy."

Zhu Jianjian didn't understand what his father meant. His father didn't like going to the theater, but he still agreed in a low voice: "My son, I obey the order."

"Fourth, the Rehe Palace has been completed. I know you love horseback riding, so I enclosed a large piece of pasture."

Zhu Qiyu sent the fourth child away: "While the weather is still good, you can go to the palace to play for a few days. You will come back before my operation."

Zhu Jianjian would not be fooled. If he went to the Rehe Palace, he would not be scolded to death by the people in the world.

My biological father needs an operation, but he goes out to have fun. Can he be the king of a country?

"The Ming Dynasty is in a troubled period. As a prince, I should not leave the capital to have fun privately. Thank you for your kindness."

Zhu Jianjian will definitely not go.

"It's a pity. I built that big ranch for you. I know you love horseback riding, so I built a royal racecourse."

Zhu Qiyu said: "That's all, then choose one of your grandsons to play for a few days and see how the palace is built."

The two of them talked about useless things for a long time.

Zhu Jianjian was wondering on the way back to the East Palace, what on earth did his father ask him to do?

In the next few days, Zhu Jianji will be called to the Yangxin Hall.

He suddenly understood that his father was easing the relationship with him.

Has his father changed his gender?

He didn't understand either.

But today, there was a person kneeling in the Yangxin Hall, Liu Daxia.

Just after returning to Beijing, Liu Daxia was scolded by the old emperor as soon as he entered the Yangxin Hall, and now he is kneeling down to apologize.

"Is this how you provide disaster relief? Relief makes people panic? The world is in turmoil?"

Zhu Qiyu looked grim: "I asked you to go to disaster relief, not to destroy the Ming Dynasty. Don't you know what happened in Pyongyang? That return tax was your ghost idea!"

"I disagreed at the time. It was you and the boss who insisted on focusing on immediate interests."

"Now people all over the world are full of doubts about Ming Dynasty architecture."

"Are you going to explain?"

"Can they believe your explanation?"

Zhu Jianjian felt like he was being scolded. His words seemed to be scolding Liu Daxia, but they were actually scolding him.

It was he who magnified the matter to attack Liu Daxia.

He didn't care whether the rescue in the disaster area was timely, how many people died, or whether subsidies could be distributed to everyone.

He doesn't care about any of this.

He wanted to take advantage of the earthquake to attack his political opponents and change his passive situation.

"Old minister is guilty!" Liu Daxia kowtowed.

"You are not guilty, you deserve to die!"

Zhu Qiyu said in a sharp tone: "You have shaken off all the scandals in the imperial court. Where is the majesty of the imperial court? Where is the majesty of the monarch?"

"How do you ask the prince to govern the world in the future? How to be a good emperor!"

Liu Daxia didn't dare to raise his head.

But Zhu Jianzhen was accused of slandering Huai, and he felt depressed.

He thought his father was easing the relationship with him, but actually he felt guilty and worried that if Liu Daxia and other important ministers were not in the capital, he would kill him.

Therefore, he pretended to ease the relationship, and when Liu Daxia came back, his back immediately became stiff.

This old man's thoughts are all about survival, which is really weird.

"Liu Daxia, I didn't ask you to be my chief assistant to cause trouble for me."

"As Ming Dynasty moves forward, mistakes and omissions will inevitably occur. If you make a mistake, what can you do? What Ming Dynasty needs is development, development!"

"Even if you make a mistake, you can't let the world criticize you."

"You can't even cover the lid, how can you be the chief assistant!"

Zhu Qiyu seemed to be really angry: "Fourth, give him ten lashes, and you can whip him!"

Zhu Jianji's eyes widened, and he was murderous and heart-wrenching!
Liu Daxia hoped that their father and son would bite the dog. Zhu Jianji hoped that Zhu Qiyu and the court officials would dissociate themselves from each other.

As for Zhu Qiyu, he asked Zhu Jian to beat Liu Daxia and let them bite each other.

Simply put, the three of you are dog-eat-dog, and you are not a good person.

"His Majesty……"

"Do you want to resist the decree?"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were gleaming: "Prince, you are still just the prince. Only when I ask you to govern can you govern. If I don't allow it, do you dare to ask for it?"

Zhu Jianjian was really angry and said: "My son, I obey the order."

The eunuch brought a whip.

Liu Daxia's eyelids twitched, really a beating?
Not only was it a real beating, the whip was also very thick and it would bleed immediately.

Let you know, don’t think that you can become lawless once you go to another place. This world is still surnamed Zhu, and it is still the world of Zhu Qiyu!
Snapped!
Zhu Jianji whipped him down, and Liu Daxia screamed.

This is the old emperor's revenge.

Liu Daxia suffered ten whiplashes and was lying on the carpet, his face covered in sweat from the pain.

"I'll spare you this time."

Zhu Qiyu said coldly: "Do you know what you should do if you encounter this kind of thing again?"

"I know, my Majesty, thank you for your noble hand." Liu Daxia endured the severe pain and got up and kowtowed, then collapsed on the ground again.

Zhu Jianjian also knelt on the ground, secretly thinking that his father was not afraid that he would die? Liu Daxia came to seek refuge with him?

Totally impossible.

From the moment Liu Daxia took refuge in the old emperor, there was no way out.

Because if the old emperor dies, he will be buried with his nine clans.

When the time comes, will Zhu Jianji, who wants to be a filial son, let Liu Daxia go?
"I'm going to have eye surgery soon."

"Shi Yong, you always hope that I will live a long life, I am very happy."

"This surgery will allow me to regain my sight."

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "The preparations for the operation are over. When the time comes, you and the fourth child will serve me outside the operating door."

"I want you to be the first person I see after regaining my light."

"Fourth, are you happy that I can see your face again?"

In fact, even though his operation was successful, he could not see the light of day immediately.

Zhu Jianjian felt as if he had eaten shit: "I am naturally happy."

"After the operation, you can wait for me in the Yangxin Hall for a few days."

"The imperial concubine is very tired of taking care of me every day."

"My other sons are not in the capital, so the burden of serving me will fall on your fourth son."

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "I raise children and wait for the day when I get old and have money."

"Now I know how good it is to have a son."

"Shi Yong, are you envious of me?"

"I have forty-one sons, seventeen daughters, and more than two hundred imperial grandchildren, all of whom can serve me in front of my bed."

Zhu Jianzhen knew that hard times were coming.

This is the old emperor's revenge.

It was arranged after the eye surgery, because his legs and feet could get off the ground in the past few days, so even if Zhu Jianji wanted to kill him, he could run away.

Every step of this old man's calculations is to survive.

The old emperor had to make careful arrangements for the entire operation.

Fortunately, the anesthesia only lasted two hours for fainting. During these two hours, Concubine Tan had to stay close to her, and Lao Si and Liu Daxia had to stand outside the door.

The most powerful ophthalmologists in the world must all serve in the palace.

In the next few days, Liu Daxia entered the cabinet office injured. He restrained his poisonous nature and pretended to be a little rabbit.

He never mentioned anything about Shenghu, and even his good disciple Zeng Mian was forgotten by him.

Zhu Jianji used earthquakes to deal with Liu Daxia.

Liu Daxia was transferred to the old emperor.

The old emperor broke Zhu Jianji's arrangement lightly and only gave Liu Daxia ten lashes. This punishment was too light.

Liu Daxia was also wondering whether he could seek refuge with the prince.

But don't forget that Wang Shu and Yu Zijun have both left the mountain, and Wang Hao, Yang Tinghe, and Yang Yiqing are all watching him. Even Wang Shouren, who was away from home, was transferred back.

Wang Shouren, who was regarded by the emperor as the next generation of saints, would come to the Yangxin Hall every day after returning to Beijing to do some tucks because the old emperor was willing to chat with him.

Leonardo da Vinci, who became the Minister of Rites, was also a favorite of the old emperor.

Even though Leonardo da Vinci and Lao Si have a more harmonious relationship.

After Wang Shouren came back, the old emperor often summoned these two people at the same time.

"My eyes are not working anymore. I can't see the paintings you drew."

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Da Vinci, your skills in Western painting are unparalleled in the world. You are Wang Youjun in Western painting."

"It's a pity that I can't see your paintings. It's such a pity."

"But you are still a little short of mastery in Chinese painting."

"Go and get Emperor Xuanzong's original painting, give him one, and let him go home and practice slowly."

"In time, the person who will achieve the ultimate combination of Chinese and Western art will definitely be you, Leonardo da Vinci."

Da Vinci kowtowed and thanked him.

In recent days, the old emperor favored Leonardo da Vinci, and even Leonardo was flattered.

In fact, I wanted to get a sense of the fourth child's tone from Da Vinci's mouth.

Da Vinci thanked and left.

Zhu Qiyucai said to Wang Shouren: "Bo'an, I am really happy that you are back. The number of times I have laughed in recent days is as much as in the previous two years combined."

"You can only say a few words to this old man like me."

Wang Shouren was a little sentimental.

"I will have to undergo surgery in the future. Life or death is uncertain."

"You don't need to say anything, I know your heart."

Zhu Qiyu looked at him: "The fourth child is a capable monarch. He will definitely put you in high regard. Your military and political talents will definitely be put to use in the future."

"Liu Daxia's position will definitely be yours in the future."

"Bo'an, but there is one thing you have to remember. When you are serving as an official, don't always look down."

"Just like Liu Daxia, he is the prime minister of a country. Disaster relief should be handled by people from the corresponding departments. What he wants to manage is to rule the world and be a good prime minister."

"He loves and cares for the people. This is understandable. He loves and cares for his people. The system is the system."

"The Ming Dynasty is so big, how many places are affected by disasters every day?"

"Are the prime ministers and ministers of the imperial court all going to guard the place?"

"do you need?"

"The livelihood of four billion people is in his hands, but he ignores it and instead takes care of small disaster areas. This is the biggest mistake."

Wang Shouren thought seriously about how these old emperors would impart his political philosophy to the people around him. Wang Shouren was the one who was deeply affected.

"He is too power-hungry and is focused on fighting for power. He even fights with the prince over important matters such as disaster relief."

Zhu Qiyu sighed: "I regret letting him take the position of chief minister."

Wang Shouren wanted to ask, Liu Jian has done a good job as chief assistant, why not let him continue to be?
Instead, let Liu Daxia, who is obsessed with profit, go up?

But when he returned to Beijing this time, he clearly felt that the atmosphere in the palace was strange. The filial prince who was praised among the people did not seem to live up to his reputation.

The old emperor talked so much to him, which meant that he had not spoken for a long time.

It can be seen that if it were a new prince, the old emperor would still be hated by others. The fourth son was unfilial, and it was really hard for Your Majesty.

"Your Majesty taught you a lesson, I understand." Wang Shouren is a future saint.

No matter how well the old emperor does, he still needs someone to make him famous.

And Wang Shouren is the best person to become famous.

The last saint of the Ming Dynasty was Qiu Jun, who was promoted by the old emperor. Qiu Jun's high opinion of the old emperor was rare in history.

Qiu Jun had three disciples, Xie Qian, Wang Hao and Jiang Mian.

All three of them held high positions.

Now that Qiu Jun is dead, there is one less Jingtai Chui.

Therefore, the old emperor trained a second Jing Taichui.

Even if there are history books written in Spring and Autumn style, describing him as cunning, insidious, selfish, etc., as long as Qiu Jun and Wang Yangming vouch for him, the worse the history books write, it will prove that he did the best and was the most admired by the world.

The hidden side of the old emperor would never be shown to Wang Shouren.

This saint only had the best in the old emperor in his heart.

Don't forget the antagonistic relationship between the old emperor and Zhu Jianjian.

After Zhu Jianji ascends the throne, die-hard old emperors like Wang Shouren will definitely be deposed.

On the contrary, becoming a saint requires going through countless hardships.

This would contribute to Wang Shouren's sanctification.

At that time, Wang Shouren will definitely miss Emperor Jingtai even more, so the image of Emperor Jingtai from his mouth will be greatly beautified.

Emperor Jingtai, who was beautified and processed by the two saints of the Ming Dynasty, must be the most benevolent emperor throughout the ages.

Wang Shouren couldn't see clearly the old emperor's plan.

Because the old emperor did not plot against him, he was promoted by the old emperor, and his knowledge was also influenced by the old emperor in many places. It can be said that he is like a teacher and a father.

No matter what the old emperor thought in his heart, he did do well, and Jingtai's great prosperity is the best proof.

The old emperor wanted more than just a good reputation in front of him.

Also a posthumous name.

He was worried that the historian's use of Spring and Autumn style, and even more worried that the world's literati would vilify him, so he found two saints to endorse it.

Even if Qiu Jun's evaluation is biased.

Wang Shouren was just on the last train in the late Jingtai Dynasty, and he didn't have much contact with the old emperor. When he became a saint, the old emperor had been dead for who knows how many years, so his words would definitely become very pertinent.

Another point is that a country will not always move upward.

It will definitely go downhill.

When things go downhill, all kinds of monsters and monsters will come out. That era will definitely be chaotic. At the same time, I will miss today's glorious era very much.

At that time, the emperor who created this era will directly ascend to the throne of the first emperor in Chinese history.

With these bonuses, the old emperor can guarantee his posthumous reputation.

Not only did he not believe in Zhu Jianji, it could be said that he didn't believe in anyone.

There are so many literati in the world, and countless people were deposed during the Jingtai Dynasty. How could they beautify Emperor Jingtai?

Therefore, he needs a saint with a huge and deepened aura to prove it for him. He is the eternal benevolent king.

The day after tomorrow, he will enter the operating room.

Before that, he had made extremely thorough arrangements and made all plans so that no matter what accident happened, he could handle it properly.

Including the failure of the operation, how can he save his reputation while taking revenge.

He was prepared.

He chatted with Wang Shouren for a long time, until he was too tired and asked Wang Shouren to leave.

Wang Shouren's intention is still unfinished.

But he didn't notice that there were many pairs of eyes in the palace staring at him and reporting his whereabouts to Zhu Jianji.

Zhu Jianji definitely didn't have a good impression of Wang Shouren.

No matter how talented this person is, he can no longer be used.

Zhu Jianzhen didn't even realize that he had changed and became another Zhu Jianqi.

This was all forced, driven crazy.

Obviously the atmosphere in the palace is quite harmonious, the Ming Dynasty is obviously prosperous, and the old emperor obviously loves him...

But, what does it have to do with him?

The Ming Dynasty was prosperous, but he was not an emperor. No matter how hard he worked, his reputation was taken away by the old emperor, and he got nothing.

The old emperor was nice to him because he wanted to use him. If he was really nice to him, why not just die? What kind of surgery should I do?

Zhu Jianji is crazy!
He is no longer the invincible general on the battlefield.

And turned into a prince who was worried about gains and losses.

This terrible worry about gains and losses is wearing away the most glorious military medals in one's life, and it is also wearing away a person's high-spirited and super self-confidence.

Now Zhu Jianji is a completely different person.

However, the emperor sitting on it was still Zhu Qiyu.

Now it seems that it was Emperor Jingtai who forced Zhu Jianqi to death.

The first day of November.

The old emperor entered the operating room, and the courtiers looked forward to it.

Zhu Jianjian's face turned yellow, as if he had overindulged in sexual activities. Liu Daxia frowned slightly. How could that high-spirited fourth child have fallen into this state?

Besides, how old is he to still do this? Not afraid of dying early.

He suddenly realized how ridiculous it was to have the idea of ​​seeking refuge with the prince. Such a prince might not be able to survive the old emperor.

Zhu Jianzhen stood at the door and yawned.

Wang Shu, who was standing behind him, suddenly realized that Zhu Jianji and Zhu Jianqi looked similar.

Of course he remembered what they looked like when they were young. At that time, Zhu Jianqi and Zhu Jianji were completely different people. Zhu Jianji went to Eastern Europe and proved with practical actions that he was indeed the best among all the sons of the old emperor.

After Zhu Jianjian returned to China, everything he did was completely different from Zhu Jianqi. His spontaneous domineering attitude was exactly the same as that of the old emperor.

but.

The Zhu Jianji I see today is the same Zhu Jianqi I saw three years ago!
It's exactly the same!
At that time, Zhu Jianqi was also addicted to wine and seduces in the harem and indulged in sexual pleasure.

Where has that high-spirited fourth child gone?
Wang Shu suddenly remembered something. Zhu Jianji's change happened after the old emperor's first surgery.

In other words, the fourth child was looking forward to the death of the old emperor.

But after the old emperor's operation was successful, he began to surrender.

There is no family affection in the Tian family, but if the old emperor is so kind to him, doesn't it melt his cold heart?

Wang Shu felt angry in his heart.

Yu Zijun next to him had different thoughts from Wang Shu.

Is it really just his own fault that Zhu Jianqi became like this?
So why did the most capable Zhu Jianji, less than three years after returning to China, become the second Zhu Jianqi?

Wasn't it the old emperor's fault?
No matter how you look at it, the problem lies with the old emperor.

He lived too long.

Yu Zijun was horrified, and suddenly realized that quitting the court in time was the wisest choice. Zhu Jianji was not a monarch who could share wealth and honor.

Wang Hao was sitting on a chair. He had leg problems and could not stand for long periods of time.

He has spoken very little in recent years.

When he returned to the court for the second time, he spoke less. This time his mentality was completely different from before. He began to calmly observe the plants and trees around him.

He was originally a great master of Neo-Confucianism, and after Qiu Jun, he was the most promising person to become a saint.

However, he was having a great time.

It's been so smooth since I was little.

Therefore, he is destined to be just a great master and never become a saint.

Even Qiu Jun only took advantage of the times. He could not become a saint himself, but the old emperor forced him to become a saint.

The only person who can become a saint on his own is Wang Shouren.

Wang Hao discovered something that others had not discovered.

Zhu Jianzhen became Zhu Jianqi. They all have one thing in common. They all have a father. Their father is the longest-lived emperor in history and the longest-reigning emperor.

Did the old emperor make two princes with different personalities, abilities, and knowledge become the same?

Wang Hao came up with a bold idea. If the King of Wei is welcomed back to the country as the crown prince, will the equally outstanding and promising King of Wei also become like this?

In fact, there is a piece of evidence that can support this idea.

Zhu Jianqi's son, Zhu Youquan, fought a brilliant war in the Shang Kingdom, reintegrated the Shang Kingdom that was suffering from internal and external troubles, secured the throne, and eliminated the Shang Dynasty's internal troubles. He can definitely be said to be extremely capable.

Do you think that Zhu Youqi’s father, Zhu Jianqi, also has this ability?

But because Zhu Jianqi had no room to display, he was buried.

It is obvious to all that Zhu Jianjian was so powerful in Eastern Europe. When he returned to the Ming Dynasty, he became the second Zhu Jianqi!

Doesn’t this just mean that Zhu Jianqi was right, Zhu Jianji was right, and it was the old emperor who was wrong!

It was he who turned his two sons into useless princes.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao licked his lips, looked at the sealed operating room, and came up with a bolder idea.

Is it a blessing or a curse for the Ming Dynasty that the old emperor is still alive?
Maybe it's a disaster.

Such a high-spirited and victorious general was tortured into a useless prince whose body was hollowed out by wine and sesame.

If Zhu Jianji were to succeed to the throne early, would Ming Dynasty open a new chapter?

Will do!

Wang Hao felt in his heart that he would.

During these two hours, all the officials were thoughtful and seemed to have thought of something.

However, no one dared to say it.

All the courtiers were outside the operating room, except Wang Shouren.

This is what the old emperor left behind.

Even if someone writes about him in Spring and Autumn style, Wang Shouren will rectify his name, and the tide of the times will rectify his name.

This is the real arrangement of the old emperor.

He was worried that he would not be able to get off the operating table. In fact, he had even chosen his temple and posthumous names, and he was worried about leaving them to the fourth child.

The fourth child hated him so much that if he was given a bad name, his reputation would be ruined for the rest of his life.

Just like Qianlong, the temple title went up a notch, which just shows how much his son hates him.

It is said that Qianlong chose the temple name himself. How could he choose such a temple name?

　The previous chapter was deleted a lot, I revised it, but it was deleted again, alas...

　　It's best for everyone to read it immediately. It's often deleted, and almost every chapter has been deleted.

　　
　
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